Garrett's Treasure

She set two places but he told her they would only need one, and to put everything on his plate. He had her kneel beside him and as he ate he fed her from his plate.

Once they had finished eating, he knew he had to have her so he just picked her up and laid her down on the table and unzipped his pants and thrust into her — making sure she came first. Not a hard feat since she was sopping wet because he'd been playing with her nipples as he fed her.

"Okay. That should hold me for a while. I'm going to work in the basement. You usually clean house on Saturday's and that's what I want you to do today just like usual ― only no clothes. If I need you, I'll come get you. You are not to speak. If the phone rings I'll answer it or let it go to the machine. The only time you are allowed to speak is if someone comes to the door. You are to come and get me. Understand?"

She nodded her head.

"When I ask you a direct question, you are allowed to speak. You may say, 'Yes, sir'. Understand?"

Julie looked up into his laughing brown eyes and saw only love.

A shiver of excitement went up Julie's spine and she felt herself dampen again as she said, "Yes, sir."

"Good. I'll be downstairs."

He worked downstairs for about three hours and then came up looking for her. She had cleaned the entire downstairs and was finishing up in their bedroom. She had the bedding off to put in the washing machine and was putting clean sheets on the bed. She had only the bathroom left to do. He stood and watched her for a few minutes before she realized he was there. She blushed.

"Turn around and put your hands on the bed."

She looked scared and he relented.

"I'm not going to take your little ass, Julie. Maybe just put my thumb in. But I won't stuff you full of cock unless you continue to disobey. Now turn around and put your hands on the bed."

She did as he asked and gasped a little when he caught her by the hips and pulled her back slowly onto his cock. She was sore in places she normally wasn't sore and it wasn't only her butt that was bruised and sore. Her pussy was still a bit swollen and even her vaginal walls were sore.

"Are you too sore, Julie?"

She hesitated then shook her head no and said, "No, sir."

He took her gently. She was wet, indeed she was soaked making it easy to slide into her swollen channel. He frowned then rubbed his hand over her pink and slightly bruised ass. Garrett didn't change his rhythm until she started to moan and lifted herself up to his thrusts. Their sighs mingled as he started to thrust deeper, harder. When he felt her tighten around him, heard her moans, he let go and thrust even harder until she cried out her climax. His hands left her hips, landing on the mattress on either side of her head to stop himself from falling forward and squashing her.

When his breathing evened out, he turned her over and kissed her on her lips, on her breasts and just above her mound. She sighed in contentment.

"Okay, baby, after you've finished in here and the bathroom I want you to take a warm bath. I want you to soak. I'll be back later. Don't get out until I come for you. If the water gets cold put more hot water in."

And with that he went to the basement, put up his tools then went up to the kitchen. He gave her forty-five minutes to finish changing the sheets, make the bed and clean the bath. When he heard the water running in the tub he finished the tray he was making.

By the time he returned to the master bedroom bath, she was reclining in the tub with her eyes shut, surrounded by bubbles. When she heard him walk in she opened her eyes. He smiled and sat down on the edge of the tub and put the tray down on the toilet seat.

He plucked a strawberry out of the bowl, dipped it in whipped cream, and held it to her mouth. He fed her strawberries and cheese and wine and little slivers of ham. After a while he moved the tray to the counter and washed her himself.

"Time to get out." He stood and smiled down at her. "I love you, Julie."

Before she could respond he left but after she dried and walked into the bedroom he was there waiting for her. He held a pretty little sundress and had it bunched to slip over her head. She held up her hands and he pulled it on. Then he picked her up, carried her over to his recliner in the corner, and sat down pulling her to his lap.

"I thought I could do this all weekend. You my slave, me your master and we'd talk about it tomorrow night. But I guess I can't until I know how you feel. I knew you had a fantasy about being dominated."

"How? How did you know?"

"You left the computer up one evening and I saw the site you were on. A bondage site. After that I did a trace and saw the sites you visited. Then I found your file with stories. All bondage stories or most were anyway. Some you had downloaded but I think some were stories you made up. Right?"

"Yes. I made a few up."

"Have you put any out on the net?"

"No. I was always too scared to."

He nodded. "That's what I thought. I was just waiting for you to come to me. Was I too rough?"

"I didn't think you wouldn't give me options. I didn't ... I didn't think ..."

"I'd take your ass?"

She nodded.

He gently stroked the side of her face with a finger. "I couldn't let the opportunity pass by. You always said no. Did it hurt so very bad? I really thought you were pretty much out of it by that time."

"I remember some pain ... but ... yeah, I guess by that time I was pretty much out of it," she admitted.

"I want to know exactly how you felt. I think you had a pretty powerful orgasm and for you that is saying a lot because your orgasms are usually pretty powerful."

"I can't remember ever having an orgasm like that. Either one ― the first one or the one when you had your fingers in my ..."

"Ass?"

"Yeah." She was quiet a while. "It felt so different. I felt so full ... like I was going to explode ... and then I did!" Julie smiled up at him. "It felt so different."

"You actually climaxed a third time but I think you were really out of it by then. The third time was when I was in your ass and was rubbing your clit with my fingers coaching you to go up one more time. I thought you might choke. I took the gag out even before I pulled out of you. You passed out completely after that third orgasm. I untied you and carried you to bed. I cleaned you up with a warm, wet cloth. You didn't even stir. I held you and made sure you were breathing normally again before I fell asleep." He was glad he had read about aftercare on one site. "How sore is your ass?"

"Sore, but not so bad now. I didn't think you would hit me so hard either. And you had me gagged and I couldn't tell you to take it easy."

He smiled and raised an eyebrow. "I didn't want you to be in control. It was your fantasy to be dominated. If I let you tell me what to do, how to do it and how hard, it wouldn't have been the same. There wouldn't have been any real domination. And to tell you the truth being a dominant became my fantasy after reading some of your stories. Not just acting out, but to really truly be in control, to be your dominant."

"Well you really were truly in control. I couldn't say a thing."

Garrett chuckled and pulled Julie closer, tucking her head in the curve of his shoulder. He kissed the top of her head as his hand caressed her arm.

"I would never want to be in a 24/7 D/s relationship, but I think there are possibilities that need further exploration. Next time—"

"Next time?" Her head popped up and her eyes widened.

He smiled. Just as he let his sentence end, short of completion, his smile was full of meaning.

"Next time I won't bruise you. I don't like the bruises at all. I like your little ass all soft and sweet and pink with no bruises. I realized that last night but especially this morning. I don't like looking at you knowing I'd put those bruises on your butt."

"I didn't think you'd tie me so tight either. I couldn't even move."

"I'd been thinking exactly how I was going to tie you since I realized that at some point you'd ask me to tie you up. I did take advantage of the situation and not let you have any safe word when I took your ass, but hell Julie, you wouldn't even consider it. I knew it was my chance. We are going to do that again."

When she gasped and stiffened in his arms he just tightened them around her waist and continued.

"I'll have your ass again sometime but I'll be gentle. Maybe I'll get a butt plug or two to get you a little used to it. Next time I'll make sure you've recovered enough so you'll be more aware of me in that forbidden place. While researching BDSM so I could fulfill your fantasy, I read some women can climax just from anal play but some never like it. If you're one who never likes it, so be it, we'll never do it again. But if you find it's not so bad after all, we can do it occasionally ... like for my birthday."

He laughed when Julie frowned at him. "And, just so you know, I got something else that I forgot to use last night. I'll save that for a surprise on another day."

She tried to get him to tell her but he just shook his head no as he thought about the cute little nipple clamps in his briefcase.

Then Julie laughed. Garrett had fulfilled her fantasy, and, yes, it had been more than she had asked for ― but she knew he was right ― it wouldn't have been the same it she had been able to give input to the scene. She felt incredible and who knew, maybe a butt plug wouldn't be so bad ...